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Jan 2015
Just a little more...

I've been carrying this weight on my shoulders,
My knees are bent. My arms are tired. But I keep walking step by step. Right first. Then left. Yet these roads are filled with potholes. I almost stumbled upon a puddle. But today, I saw the mountain. I'm almost there.

Just a little more...
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